Sunday, March 8, 2009

LET me telllllll you about Yukon-muthafuckin-JACK.

LET me telllllll you about Yukon-muthafuckin-JACK. Now i guess me and my friend was tryna get it out to this club, but it's been snowing SUPER bad....roads are icy, but we're determined to do SOMETHIN...my roomate's friends come up from cheney so i let the men take over the place, i packed a bag cooked them food and shook the spot. I had a fresh bottle of Yukon Jack, it's this canadian best kept secret type alcohol and SHIT its good. It's a 100 proof 50% alcohol caramel colors substance strong as 151, sweeter than Southern comfort and it goes dont pretty smooth if you know what to expect or you expect too much. so we pre funk at the homies house....note to readers key+alcohol[yukon jack especially]=Ooo Wee all bad. How bad...lets just say i threw up 4 times, cellphone's dead so im phoneless, i thought i lost my purse and keys for a total of 3 hours so i was at my homegirls all night, i ended up sleepin in her roommate/my ex bestest friends room and being sick for half the day and only able to suck on ices lmao.
They said i was in the car, wilin out...they said that we did actually get out there to the club...honestly i hardly remember shit. i remember everything up until we left this one chicks house...then i woke up with gum all over my hands so my fingers where stuck together...i hella didn't know where i was for like 15 seconds...and i started drooling...like uncontrollably which meant i had a good 45 seconds to run to the nearest trash can....i threw up til i had tears in my eyes...Ooo Wee
LET me tellll you about Yukon-Muthafuckin-Jack. i do THEE dumbest shit when im drunk and say the dumbest things...i mean i guess i was in the car saying shit i rather not repeat but it was hella not true lmao. i hate hearing about myself in the morning.
So i found my keys and my purse and i get all the way home thinking that i cant WAIT to charge my phone, DEFINITELY not in a hurry to read and see the damage of the texts sent out by my drunken compadre and i, but shit just so i can call my cuddie and my brother, i check in with them every sunday...and i get home and my charger is NOWHERE to be found....now 24hrs later i must admit i still feel like shit, i did drink like half a bottle of 100 proof like an idiot...but i feel like SHIT! lmao. and like im so drained, i dont wanna search and i dont wanna think about the last place i had it either!
The LAST sure memory i remember is giving Kimosobi some pound....and that was at like 12 somethin. 12 somethin to about 9-10 in the morning is lost history i dont care too much about loosing.

I hella dont know how im alive right now...or how my insides look, i'm definitely not an organ donor. like man im in NO hurry to twist caps for a minute!!! i need like a month to fully recover.

sorry to all the people my compadre and i text....ya'll were pretty baffled prolly but man...i personally sent out explainations to people that needed to know what was up...to the rest of the world. Oooo Wee, yukon-muthafuckin-JACK!

Monday, March 2, 2009

Bitch stop callin me....

I never talk on the phone anymore with people that are my immediate family members or in some type of government/important position. I'll throw in an old friend every once in a while...but I dont like conversatin on the phone, text me. i dont wanna hear voices all the time! im a text warrior, i like it, i miss phone convos sometimes but not enough to make me call or except calls.

Financial Aid Fuck Ups

So i been enrolled since the beginning of January. I Personally talked to the head financial aid guy myself to ensure that my paper work got done. I watched him fill all my things out and put it in a pile that he ensured would go out the next day to the people responsible for covering my tuition and other money, it would take 4 weeks.
It's March, no check or tuition covered Jan. Feb. OR Mar. so i call the people directly responsible for shippin this mulah for my educations and you wouldn't believe what the nice young man informed me....He said he hasn't gotten ANY paper work of me being enrolled in school since the summer. Do you know how upset i am? I told the guy thanks and started making calls.
I'm happy because i'll get back pay for those 3 months but this is the 50th time they fucked me over. and that head guy is lucky he's not around or I'd "write a letter!" now i have to wait another months to be processed. Sometime i dislike being tolerant and patient but i know that my courtesy will pay off and it's hard having jobs like that...but why do i have to be the nigga slippin thru all the cracks, the nigga that paper works falls out the stacks. Ooo i get so mad...i'll pray about it somemore...hopefully this moeny comes quick.

I'm TOTALLY digusted

Fuckin random, i hope it never gets air, are you fucking kidding me? Dumbest shit ever....it's maybe worster than the girl gone wild commercials that air late at night on BET and shit...this commercial is GAY. I'm all for telling people to wrap it up, but is this ALL they could come up with? not clever. I wasted 5 minutes of my life...AND i had to wait for it to load. The world is getting dumber and dumber.


The concerns of today.

My abdomen mumbles from one side of my stomach as the other whispers back, the personal jurors.

I lay in my bed nausea cramping and coiled hoping that my body would conclude it's debate and give me a damn verdict so i can identify the pain and get it resolved:

In the case "Deteriorate or make space" Kiara vs. Nature.

It rings thru out my body for a concensus...My heart being the judge and my brain being the baliff.

All rise for the Honorable Aorta Vena Cava Porter.

Blood.

*Sigh: whew*

How do you plea?

Innocent ur honor...
*i cant adequately serve 25 to life right now.*
*whew, blood*
It's 5 am...still at my home girls house WIDE AWAKE...is it 'ridiculous' to walk home? The idea of my OWN bed intices me to 'get silly'...insomnia bites. Damn.

It's The First of the Month

I wanna talk about things that i dont necessarily understand: Cheaters, Liars, and collegiate Slueys.

I've been put in a situation many times where i could have cheated, and it's like a technical glitch for me....as if it wasn't programmed into my hard drive...my system cannot locate current file 'cheating' being searched....I mean i've even tested myself as if i had discovered a new super power gettin prospects and seeing how far i'd go. Simply call me a wuss, call me morally correct but I just cant cheat...respect for the other person, karma, respect for myself WHO KNOWS...i just can't do it, nothin in me wants to ever do that to anyone...it's just not that great a desire, or great a temptation to indulge for how ever long and hurt someone you care about/someone who about cares about you. It aint worth shit at all.

Liars...OMG, i have no problem with liars as people, I dont give a rat shit if you do lie i just would be able to befriend you. I can credit ur words, you fabricate truth and comin from someone that's been damn near blind a good portion of her life, i need the whole picture you can not be my 20/175 gray area and i fend around and keen into my senses feeling around if it's real or not...I try my absolute HARDEST not to lie...90% of the time i tell the truth. 10% applies for the necessary evils you have to do some times what you have to do.

Collegiate Slueys....I've just discovered the phenom and i must say i really, really dont get why some men and women must fuck and run thru everything. I mean back home if that's what u chose to do on the side whether it was an addiction or self felt obligation...you did it for somethin, money especially...but people in pullman do this shit for free! for free! They get diseases for free, kids for free, drama for free and i dont get that.

I think im a feener, i think about it all the time but there's definitely a broad distinction between sluts and females like myself. I gets mines I'm not going to sit up here and act as if i dont have fun in between some sheets or preach some abstinance/celibacy bullshit. I know that from back then til now I dont twirl half my tricks, because that shit aint needed technically i'm just at 40% just gettin some when i want it by ONE person tho not the whole damn football team here, in idaho, in cheney, and in cali. I honestly dont understand the mind of these little girls...it's like hey any nigga ask and you shall recieve....BITCHES STOP BEING GENIE'S WITH UR PUSSIES, THEY DONT HAVE 9 LIVES stop granting these niggas three wishes...THE CLINIC AND ANTIBOITICS MIGHT SAY OTHER WISE BUT UGGHHHH! all diseases arent curable.
One local hoe had the nerve to ask me "Key quanity or quality?" 10 lames over 1 good that can do all 10 dudes jobs better? QUALITY TRICK. what the hell do you need with all that dick in that short time span? these girls out here are serving more dicks than a urinal out here. I'm like a sexual health freak...like im selective, i pick someone to hump, it long term period hook up...I dont care the dynamics, boyfriend, best friend, N.O. [nutt off]...in always upfront with what im doing to the one person i stick to screwin...all i ask is you respect my sexual health by protectin your sexual health...and if so we're all safe, ya digggg?
I dont understand Collgiate sluts...you do your shit for free, you fuck all these people as if you're runnin a marathon, you end up gettin talked about for being the circulated pussy on campus[especially if you're a burner] and for what? what is the objective? what's the goal? thrills?


Go read a book. Join a achedemic group. Get a Job! SOMETHING.

Note: Yo if you understand the psycholgical reasonings behind the three types of people, get at me! key_porter@yahoo.com, i'm honestly curious....these subjects will arise again.

I'm going, going..Back, Back to Cheney, Cheney!

Definitely binge bloggin but i absolutely need a written account of at least the last 5 days that have passed, well since im not one to kiss and tell to strangers [no offense online world] let's just capitalize on the amazing weekend that i had going out to Cheney for the first time!
So I've been telling my bestest of best friends, T. Marie, that I'd come out there and visit her some weekend and so this was random and spur of the moment but my roommate and i packed up our shit thurdsay night/ friday morning and by 4pm we were out to Eastern Washington University.
Cheney, no doubt in my mind shits on Pullman...They shit on our housing, they shit on activities, places to go...etc, etc. WSU might be a better school and have a beautiful campus...but EWU shits on them based on location.
So some many wonder what i necessarily did out there by detail, trust me i didn't engage in anything that a vacationing sluey would do...I didn't "hook up" with any guys, I didn't snatch up any numbers...there was fine niggas but i didn't pay them no mind. Why? because I wasn't out there for all that. My main focus was my friends!!!
So Friday when we got in we chilled at T's big ass apt. I seen my girl Anhthu!!! and met the other roommate Daniel. We got all dressed for the black history celebration and went to that. It was spoken word, a little black history trivia, a lil slide show called "We've come this far" basically pictures of every black person in history you can POSSIBLE think of then the NPHC came up and repped all the African-American Frats and sororities on the EWU campus. They brought it AND they did like this step together [which i've never seen] that was from like 6-9?
Then was Fresh Friday and we went home got a little cute and T and i told our selves we had a drinkin limit 2 shots, 2 mikes...but we did 3 shots...it was plesant. So Fred T's Hubby drove us to the lil bar and we got in but my buzz started wearing off so a girl gave me her bracelet and i went to the bar and ordered some stuff [crackin first bar experience ever, i learned a good lesson...fuck bars PREFUNK!] lol. but it was good i was able to experience that. AND i ran into some of my homeboys that i haven't seen since i graduated from highschool, that was just so great to me [i get overly excited seeing old friends and classmates, iono y lol] so then we leave and I text Mr. 509 a smiley, i'm SO random i know....then my buzz was wearing off and i was tired but i basically texted from gettin in the Big ass Tahoe until i go to T's and in bed.
Saturday mornin i woke up SUPER early, thirsty as hell, so i'm rummaging thru the kitchen...get pissed off because i go to the pack of Strawberry Fanta's and its EMPTY! and i look over and low and behold it's a damn Squeeze It...I haven't seen those in ages...so i definitely get one and KILL it lol. I eventually raid The Townsend-Wiley collection of bootleg movies and watch Madea Goes to Jail and then we go on this mini trip to spokane and i'm fascinated with all the food places, malls, boutiques...and well hell my eyes were pretty big and then we pass up this place called the Golden Corral....the sign said : Today Steak and Seafood Tour....If you know know me....I will eat almost anything...I'm hella open minded to different cultural foods and shit and well, i can eat. So the Golden Corral is a Buffet place...and it was Steak and Seafood "TOUR"....well im a fucking starving tourist so we eat there and i must say i ate and ate and ate and ate and ate and ate...I stopped at 6 plates and took pineapple home lmao. I was in the Tahoe laying in the back like and anaconda pissed that it ate a gazelle...but i was soooooooo satisfied!
Well T was baby sitting a ghs 04 alum's kid the whole night [straight best 9month ever, full of laughs and smiles, quite and chill] and so we watched hella more movies i haven't seen..Twilight, HELLA good weird vamp movie but i liked it. Taken was HELLA good...I think it topped all the movies i saw while out there and I saw Notorious...that was really interesting because i really didn't know all about biggie's past like that.
Sunday we go on a mission to Taco bell to get me the supreme nachos i craved for then picked up every one and headed back to Pullman, Now im back here...lol. I'm definitely going out there again...it was a nice get away...no troubles, no worries, no stupid bitches i dislike, no niggas i was interested in...just peaceful ass solitude and a great time!